“I told you, Abe, it only goes back about ten minutes.” They were furiously power-walking down the street with a very confused Celine a few steps behind, who weakly directed their journey as they went.

Ava was positively frantic with anticipation; she could barely see straight. Her world was literally blurred. She knew only one thing -- could only think of one thing -- that she was finally going to see Allie again. Cece knew the way.

But of course Abe just wanted to know about the watch. “So it goes forward, too?” he asked.

Ava barely registered his question. “Yes, but just until the actual present. Left or right?” They stood at a crosswalk. Cece nervously pointed to the left. She looked pale -- ill, even -- but Ava didn’t care.

“So that’s how you--”

“YES!” she cried. “That’s how I just ‘appeared’ in front of you, okay? And no, I don’t know how, and yes, I’m sure we lost them -- I made it look like we went the other way! Straight here?” Ava glared at Celine impatiently.

But Cece froze there, a look of panic in her eye. Then she knelt forward...and loudly threw up. “What did you do to me?” she whimpered.